You're Everything
All my bad days feel like Birthdays
Insignificant in your life, was I?
For me that's not the case
You make all my Sundays feel like Fridays
All the rain feel like sunshine
When darkness had only ever blessed my face
You don't know what you give to me
I can't even explain it
An answer to a question I didn't know I was asking
I had the perfect song,
but you gave me the backing
You're everything
Equivalent to me aren't you?
but you're perfect in every way
You make all my bad days feel like Birthdays
That are always over too soon
The rain still feels like sunshine
Waiting for November when it's June
You don't know what you give to me
I can't even explain it
An answer to a question I didn't know I was asking
I had the perfect song.
but you gave me the backing
You're everything
About the Creator
Frankie Martinelli
Musician.
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